Loki Laufeyson One Shots

Attention

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You knew he was there. Over the last couple of months, it's like you had grown a sixth sense that identified whenever Loki was near. You didn't have to look back as you began to undress to know he was in the room. You could feel his gaze burning a hole through you, eyeing your body as it slowly became revealed to him.

When he didn't approach right away, you glanced back over your shoulder to find him seated at a chair in the bedroom. He was holding a book, resting it up against the calf of the leg he had propped up on the opposite knee. As you met his gaze, he didn't shy away, simply staring at you with a ghost of a smirk playing at his lips. You expected him to move, to come undress you himself and pin you against the wall of the shower, but he didn't. He just sat, eyes trained on you with the book still open in his lap.

Taking advantage of the situation, you decided to put on a show for him. Turning back around, you slipped the straps of your tank top down before teasingly pulling it up and over your head. You did the same with your maxi skirt, slowing as it moved over the curve of your behind. Once in your undergarments, you seductively pulled your hair free of your favorite scrunchie, letting your long curly locks bounce down across your shoulders.

This caught Loki's attention. You noticed him shift out of the corner of your eye, closing the book and leaving it laying inert in his lap. Now he was solely focused on you.

Teasingly, you pulled down the straps of your bra before unhooking it and dropping the material to the floor. The angle you were at gave him the perfect view of the side of your breast peaking through the hair cascading over your shoulder. As you moved to taunt your panties down your legs, you locked eyes with him, slipping it over the round flesh of your ass.

He had seen it all before, but the thing about Loki was that every time he saw you naked, he stared at you with the same amount of unabashed lust as if he were seeing everything for the first time.

You watched Loki watch your movements, still expecting him to cave. But he didn't.

Once you were fully naked, you gave him one last seductive look before turning on the shower and stepping in. As you wet your hair, you could see him watching you through the glass. He had the perfect view where he was sitting - you're pretty sure that's why he had placed the chair there.

Even as you began to wash yourself, he didn't move a muscle, his green eyes trained intensely on you. You felt a shiver rake through your body from his gaze. Somehow, it felt much more intimate than if he was in the shower with you. Something about his gaze was powerful, intimidating, dominant. It also turned you on immensely. You wanted him.

It wasn't long before you felt your hands begin to wander across your body, skimming across the curves of your breasts, down the taut muscles of your stomach, and hovering lightly over where you wanted Loki the most. His eyes darkened as your hands danced across your body, but he didn't budge. Letting out an audible growl in frustration, you finally dipped your fingers between your folds, rubbing gentle figure eights against your clit. As Loki watched you, you pressed harder and harder, wishing they were his fingers instead of yours.

But you were stubborn, too. You wouldn't ask him to do it for you. You wanted him to come to you.

Your mouth opened with need as you propped your foot up on the shower ledge and slid your middle finger inside of you, continuing to drag the palm of your hand against your clit to create some sense of friction. The feeling was pleasurable, but after knowing all that Loki could to do to you, your self-pleasure never felt the same.

Out of the corner of your eye, you caught Loki's wrist moving. Turning fully towards him, you saw that he had managed to pull himself out of the front of his pants and was now stroking to the rhythm of your fingers.

Surprisingly, watching him get off to you pleasuring yourself turned you on more than you thought it would. The faster you rocked your fingers, the quicker his hand movements became. You could practically feel the heat radiating off the two of you, fogging up the room so much that it almost became unbearable.

As you dug your palm against your clit, you could tell Loki was close. The way the muscles of his chest and shoulders flexed tightly as his breathing became heavier. You tried to push yourself further to be able to finish with him, but nothing you seemed to do was good enough. Your fingers just weren't long enough, they didn't curl the right way, they just weren't ... Loki's.

He could see you struggling, you knew that much. In fact, you could tell he was rather enjoying it. The smirk on his lips was playful as he moved his wrist, bringing himself that much closer to a release. You could feel your own hovering close, so close you could almost reach it, but far away enough that it felt like you never would. You let out a whine of desperation, your eyes trained on Loki.

At the soft sound, he immediately abandoned his own pleasure and stood, making his way into the bathroom. With a wave of his hand, his clothes disappeared, and he was in the shower within a few seconds.

"Poor, pet." He whispered darkly, hovering over, but not touching you. "You're so close, yet so far."

"Loki, please." You practically begged, fingers still buried deep inside of your heat.

"Please what?" He grinned in a taunting manner.

"Please, I need you." You nearly cried out.

"Since you asked so nicely." He chuckled, reaching forward to pull your fingers away and replacing them with his own.

Your back bowed as he slid two large digits inside of you, curling them against your walls and promptly finding your g-spot. You let out a moan of delight, clutching his side as he grabbed a handful of your left ass cheek, pressing you to him. In a matter of minutes, you were closer to your release than you had ever been. You felt your breathing increase as he sped up his movements, getting you seconds away before he pulled his fingers out. You nearly growled out in anger, but just as quickly as his fingers disappeared, they were replaced by his hard length. A contented sigh escaped your mouth as you arched into him, appreciating the feeling of him inside of you, filling you up the very hilt. Loki's grip on your hips was bruising as he trapped you against the shower wall, mercilessly thrusting in and out. A tumble of curses and moans fell from your lips as you buried your head in his shoulder, sobbing from the pleasure.

Loki only slowed down for just a moment, wrapping one hand loosely around your throat and used the other to hold your knee up. In this new position, you could feel every inch of him. It was heaven sent. You probably sounded liked you were going insane, sobbing a mixture of incoherent sounds and his name. You could feel your release forming like a hot, tingly coil deep inside of you. Loki pressed his mouth hard against your own, giving a few last rough thrusts that caused both of you to crumble in seconds. You moaned into his mouth as you rode out your high, slumping against his body until he was finished. Your legs felt like jelly as he pulled out of you, and he had to prop you up against the wall to keep you from slipping to the ground.

"Are you satiated, my little minx?" Loki purred in your ear.

All you could do was hum in response.

Loki proceeded to wash both of you off - spending a little extra time with your wash more than his own - and soon enough, you were in bed, curling up beside each other as the night sky outside became darker and darker. As you snuggled up close against Loki's taut, warm body, you let out a content sign, feeling his arms circle around you protectively.

There was no other place in the world you would rather be.

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I hope you all enjoyed!! Also, everything from this point forward is written by an adult, not a teenager 😂
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